"That's him over there, right? With your flight leader?"
Gus gestures towards the other two.
"You think they'd move over here?"
Arkhip shoots you a particularly exhausted look that gives you a slight hint as to what the answer's going to be.

: Probably not. I reckon as soon as they're done here, Kommandant's going to go file paperwork and think of new drills to put us through; and Pansar's going to go mark down the kills he got last sortie. If you want to introduce yourself, I'd suggest you do so before they disappear.
Virvel sets her utensils down on her plate and snaps her fingers to get Frisk's attention.

: I'm gonna go step out for a bit, gimme your smokes.
He reaches into his pocket and tosses a pack of cigarettes over Arkhip's head to his squadmate.

: Just remember to give 'em back this time.
Catching the pack in midair, she excuses herself from the table.